I took the job as a private chef for my father’s best friend
and now I’m in hot water.
Graduating with honors at a top culinary school does not equate to landing a job with zero experience.
So I accept my first paid job with my dad’s best friend, but not before kissing him on the beach.
I had no idea who he was until he
opened the front door of his billionaire pad and introduced himself as my new boss.
He’s acting like he doesn’t know me, until we’re alone.
His lips are warm and soft and when his tongue grazes mine, I tighten my hold around his neck and kiss him back, hard.
The last thing I
need right now is for my dad to find out about Mason and I.
They’re both the same age. I could lose my dad’s respect, let alone be disowned by him.
